Abandoned

Who comes here where I live
On icy peaks of rocks and stones,
Abandoned and full of a grief
That calls for a friend I’ll never know.

Desolation breaks and buds
With flowers that smell of cold snow,
Star-breath, a space of emptiness
Fills my soul to its hollow bones.

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Free Verse # 428 (the keeper of secrets)

My heart opened
and her name
was no longer a ghost’s
but a light
moving through me,
the waves of an ocean
pregnant
with the sun of God.

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My poem
the keeper of secrets,
its blood
the water of her name.

~

Dangling off
the world’s edge
her feet stirring
in a pond of stars

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No longer needing words,
one breath from your lips
breaks open the earth and the sky,
one breath from your lips
and I am the universe spinning
inside your jar of wine.

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All the stars of the universe revolve in her body, past, present and future unfurl their knots from the flow of her hair, each sway of her hips accentuates eternity, painting, individuating this or that, the infinite multiplicity.

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L’oiseau chante
parce que
dans son cœur réside
l’expansion du ciel

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Mon petit cœur
joyeux comme un oiseau
habitant les arbres
dans la forêt de ses cheveux

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La chaleur douloureuse de ton absence
à l’aube surgit dans mon cœur
et laisse un goût amer
sur les lèvres d’un jour
qui va s’enrouler sans toi

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She let her hair down,
I know because the wind
has carried a ribbon of its fragrance
and wrapped it around my hand,
wrapped it around these words
which I now offer to you.

~

رعشة الحب
وأنا أرتشف الماء
من نور عينيك
تمرّ بجسدي وتتركني
محترقاً كقصيدةٍ
في مهبّ الريح

~

Uncanny
how her breath moves in me
with the freedom of a bird
roaming the sky;
when I listen
I too at moments
become that breath and freedom,
a sliver of the sky.

Wandering Thought # 75

Feeling awkward or inadequate in certain social situations, that we are somehow less, is a self-fulfilling prophecy. What we project becomes the truth. We put ourselves off by feeling this way.

Realizing this is deeply liberating because, to our surprise, the world does not hold a grudge against us and has no preconception of us. It is liberating because it allows us to shift our feelings. We suddenly realize we are more powerful than we thought we were, and so are better able to move in our minds and bodies.